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Chapter four hundred and ninety first twists and turns

The woman in red was not prepared to take the rest of her life, so the attack was not a killing move.

She just took a step forward, grabbed a sword floating in the air, and stabbed Yu Sheng.

Yu Sheng swung his sword to block. Although the sword in his hand was made of ice, it was as hard as iron.

The two intersected, and there was a "dang" sound, which made Yu Sheng's arms tremble, and the offensive stopped slightly.

During this pause, the sword in the woman's hand suddenly made a half circle around Yu Sheng's sword, and the hilt quickly hit Yu Sheng's chest.

Yu Sheng didn't expect that the opponent would have this move, so he staggered back in surprise.

The woman in red was surprised that Yu Sheng was so unfamiliar with the sword's temperament, and could not even do basic things with ease.

She stopped pursuing him and looked at Yu Sheng with pity. It seemed that Lao Yu didn't treat him well either, so she couldn't help but sigh and shook her head.

After finally standing firm for the rest of his life, seeing the woman acting like this seemed to be saying that the son of King Donghuang was nothing more than that.

Yu Sheng was immediately a little angry. He waved his left hand and the snow in the air stopped, turning into a snow dragon and pounced towards the woman.

This snow dragon was different from the previous ones. It was so powerful that a string of dragon roars came out of thin air, shocking the ears of everyone watching.

"You try to be strong with your innate ability, but you can't do anything with it." The woman in red didn't even raise her head, she just waved her hand.

For a moment, the swords that had been floating in the air and had not moved all rushed towards the snow dragon, stabbing it full of holes.

When the snow dragon finally came to the woman, it only brought a gust of wind, blowing her long hair, and the gentle snowflakes also highlighted her beauty.

In the wind and snow, the woman in red conjured a sword out of thin air.

She pointed to the long sword hanging on Yu Sheng's waist, "Pull out your sword. This is your honor as a member of the Yu family."

Yu Sheng paused, "The glory of the Yu family?" He was confused.

What glory does the Yu family have? Even if there is glory, it has nothing to do with the sword.

From Yu Sheng's point of view, the glory of the Yu family has reached its peak with Lao Yu, and there is nothing more glorious than marrying a Huang Wang.

The only thing that can compare with it is having a mother who is the King of Desolation.

Seeing that Yu Sheng was in a daze, with his hand never touching the sword, the woman in red was sympathetic but also a little angry.

The sword is the pride of the Yu family.

After knowing Lao Yu's identity, this became her belief.

She always believed that the reason why Lao Yu dismissed her back then was because her sword could never get into his eyes.

It was also the pride of being a member of the Yu family. After she learned that Yu Sheng's swordsmanship was poor, she felt a little angry when she felt that he was in the same boat.

"Perhaps cooking is the pride of the Yu family. What Lao Yu cooks is terrible." I still think about the glory of the Yu family for the rest of my life.

The woman in red became impatient and stabbed out with a sword, which was so bright that all the snowflakes lost their color.

This sword caused time and space to change, and an instant was not enough to describe how fast it was.

This is the essence of what the woman in red learned from Lao Yu. She hopes that this bright moment will allow Yu Sheng to see the sword that the Yu family is proud of.

However, he doesn't think so for the rest of his life, and this sword that transcends an instant won't allow him to think like this.

Subconsciously, he touched the hilt of the sword with his right hand. When Yu Sheng came to his senses, the wooden sword was already in his right hand and delicately broke the sword.

"This, this sword..." The woman in red who was pointed at by the wooden sword was stunned, looking at the wooden sword without blinking.

Yu Sheng also woke up and quickly sheathed the wooden sword in his right hand to prevent his right hand from losing control again.

"This sword is", the woman in red looked up at Yu Sheng, her cat-faced mask eyes revealed betrayal and anger, "Sword Heart?"

"What Kenshin?" Yu Sheng was frightened by her eyes and took a step back.

"Why, why?" the woman in red asked softly.

The swordsmanship of the woman in red was passed down from Lao Yu, and she is very familiar with his swordsmanship.

When I was confused for the rest of my life, "Why did you give him the heart of the sword!" the woman in red looked up to the sky and shouted, causing the monastery on the top of the mountain to tremble.

The kid in front of me is not very good with the sword, he is not even very familiar with it, and there is no way he can compare with her.

"But why!" the woman in red was angry.

She was like a beggar, trying her best to hope for a little bit of approval from him.

But the appearance of Yu Sheng told her,

It turns out that she was wrong to insist that she could win him as long as she excelled in swordsmanship.

It turns out that he never cared about her.

It turns out that the glory of the Yu family she insisted on was just a joke.

Maybe it was a mistake for her to be born, because he could only make a comeback by marrying the King of Donghuang.

The boy in front of me is even a bargaining chip for a husband and wife to be united and never be separated.

All these thoughts flashed through quickly, and the woman in red could no longer hold back her anger.

She waved her hand, and a sword appeared out of thin air on Yu Sheng's chest, pressing it against Yu Sheng's chest to pierce it.

At another critical moment, his right hand took action again to remove the sword.

This made the woman in red even more angry. Without any hesitation, countless swords appeared out of thin air to surround Yu Sheng.

Yu Sheng saw the power of the woman in red's sword and teleported out in an instant.

Seeing that the woman in red was still angry and clenched her fists and wanted to do it again, Yu Sheng hurriedly waved his left hand.

In an instant, the snowflakes formed the character "sword" in front of him, and Yu Sheng stretched out his arms to pat the character in front of him.

Facing the thousands of sword rays of the woman in red, the word "sword" turned into a sword shadow, sweeping them down one after another.

When the woman in red saw the sword shadow approaching, she urged more swords to attack her, but was swept away instantly like an egg hitting a stone.

The shadow of the sword will arrive in the blink of an eye.

In desperation, the woman in red clasped her waist, and a soft sword popped out. The tip of the sword hit the tip of the sword, and a spark came out.

The sword shadow stopped, and the woman in red staggered back a few steps before standing still.

"This is..." The woman in red was stunned again. It had been a long, long time since she had met someone who asked her to use a soft sword.

The sword shadow that filled the sky was transformed by her sword intention. She usually used it to hurt people, but she didn't expect that she would be vulnerable to a blow in front of Yu Sheng's sword transformed into words.

Yu Sheng's sword shadow seemed to have a higher sword intent than hers.

"No, no, that's not the sword's intention." The woman in red quickly denied herself.

She is a master of swordsmanship, and she understands the difference between the two "ways", and for the rest of her life, she will not be able to use the sword's intention at all except the heart of the sword.

What's more, the sword shadow was transformed into a sword character.

Thinking about this, the woman in red suddenly realized, "It's a word, not a sword?"

"I won anyway, and you didn't say which sword." Yu Sheng said shamelessly.

"Are you really under twenty this year?" the woman in red asked again.

"You still know that you are bullying minors, be careful about starting in three years... Uh, that's not right." Yu Sheng hurriedly covered his mouth.

He spoke smoothly for a moment.

"I understand." The woman in red stood up straight, her anger dissipated and she even felt much more relaxed.

She thought of a possibility. Perhaps what he pursued throughout his life was not the way of swordsmanship at all, but another kind of way.

Perhaps Lao Yu, like her, is determined to inherit his father's legacy, recreate the glory of the past, and restore its former glory.

He was less than ten years old for the rest of his life, but his calligraphy attainments were already like this. Perhaps this was the reason why he was favored by Lao Yu and planted the heart of the sword.

The woman in red didn't know the truth, but she believed it more. After all, she couldn't really kill this stepmother to vent her anger.

Otherwise, the King of Donghuang would have to skin her.


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